this morning, my beautiful aunt passed away after a 2 year battle with lung cancer. i’m still  in shock and can’t believe that she’s gone. i know she can finally breathe now and is reunited with her husband in heaven. she touched so many lives and taught me some of the most important things about life. she was forever positive and never let a day go by without loving every second of being alive. she is my hero and my breath. and the thing that is making me smile through the beginning of one of the hardest griefs of my life…
she spent her last day, yesterday, at disneyland. perfect. 

this morning, my beautiful aunt passed away after a 2 year battle with lung cancer. i’m still  in shock and can’t believe that she’s gone. i know she can finally breathe now and is reunited with her husband in heaven. she touched so many lives and taught me some of the most important things about life. she was forever positive and never let a day go by without loving every second of being alive. she is my hero and my breath. and the thing that is making me smile through the beginning of one of the hardest griefs of my life…

she spent her last day, yesterday, at disneyland. perfect. 

cannot believe i actually did it…. (Taken with instagram)
i think i still want a tattoo?

i know it’s been done a zillion times by a crap ton of people but it has personal meaning to me and i want it for my own reasons and not because a celebrity has it.

my aunt was diagnosed with lung cancer almost two years ago and the year before that she lost her husband in a tragic drunk driving accident. she’s my godmother. when i was dealing with the deepest part of my depression last year, the only thing that could really get me to stop and just take a breather, was her. when i am faced with a situation and i don’t know if it’s a good idea or not, i think to myself, “what would she think about this if she found out?” she is the strongest, most beautiful person in my life. i have so many incredible memories of her and she’s just my guiding light in the darkness that i face. 

she’s not the biggest fan of permanently marking up your body but i think if it has a personal meaning, she’s okay with it. i want to get “just breathe” or “breathe” on the side of my ribcage, to honor her bravery against lung cancer (never smoked a day in her life; i have vowed to myself that i will never smoke a single cigarette in my life) and to remind myself to just keep breathing when things get tough, especially because she continues to breathe even though it’s physically difficult for her to do so. 

i know rib tattoos are some of the most painful but i don’t even care. i want to get this tattoo soon because people can disappear in an instant. she’s been doing better lately but you never know what is going to happen with cancer. i want her to be able to see this tattoo and i want her to know how deeply she has touched my life and that there will never be a day in my life that i won’t think about her.

since my 18th birthday is two weeks away and i’d like to give myself more time to think about this, to consult with a tattoo shop, figure out how to pay for it, get the guts to actually do it…i think i may wait until the end of school and get it for a graduation present to myself. that way, i can show it to her at my graduation party or something. 

i kind of want to get it in her handwriting but i don’t know. i would have to tell her about it beforehand and i feel like if i did, she would try to talk me out of it because she probably doesn’t feel special enough to reside on my body for the rest of my life. and i can’t not tell her what it’s for because then she’ll be like, “okay why am i writing ‘breathe’ in cursive for you?” i don’t know. but i really really really do want this tattoo - and i’ve never wanted one before in my life until this.

“just breathe”
i want this tattoo. i think this is what i’m going to get when i turn 18. my tante (my aunt) has lung cancer. she is absolutely, hands down, the strongest most incredible woman and person i have ever met. i will never ever know anyone like her. she is so sweet, selfless, and gentle. she is heart warming, wonderfully smart, and doesn’t take herself so seriously. it kills me to know that she can’t breathe, sometimes. something that healthy people take for granted. we don’t have to think about breathing - it just happens. but, for her, she goes in every three weeks to receive toxins to kill the thing that is preventing her from breathing freely. my tante inspires me to LIVE and to never give up on life because it is something so precious. she keeps me from leaving this earth and i don’t know what i could ever do to tell her how much i love her. she even inspires to do the thing i hate so much, running, just because i can. i will be running a 5k race sometime in the upcoming year and i will be getting this tattoo to honor her strength and courage. i will be doing this on my 18th birthday, or as soon as possible. i wish i could do it sooner than my 18th in april; i doubt my mom would let me. but i’m going to ask because time is of the essence. i want my tante to be able to see this on me - to show her that she will always be a part of me and i will never forget her. ever.